now obviously i don’t remember how many questions i asked when i was little — or how annoying it might have been. but i do remember on MANY occasions having been intensely interrogated by your oldest son when he was a little kid. was i worse than that? how many questions did i ask? why do you think i was so curious? was it just with you, or with all my aunts and uncles?

you’ll see why she’s like me when we come home in august. baylor’s an overactive trouble-maker. it only takes about 3 minutes in a village before all the mamas are talking about how much of an “mjanja” baylor is.

Well, I can’t speak for the other aunt and uncle, but for me it was not annoying but quite entertaining. I enjoyed all the time you would spend with me . Yes, I’m sure you ask as many questions as JRH the eldest son, maybe even more. Why were you so curious, I think you have always had a hefty appetite for knowledge, and you might have wanted to impress all of the hovering adults.